Chapter 638

“I’m gonna pee on your grave! Who’s the bedwetter now, huh?”

Evadne’s cheeks blazed with embarrassment and anger as she pummeled Thaddeus‘ chest with her delicate fists, only managing to hurt her own hands in the process. “Your whole family wets the bed, except for Grandpa and Marilla!”

Thaddeus caught her flailing hands and pressed them against his heart, a playful grin spreading across his face. “Okay, okay, my bad. It’s just my lousy brain acting up. When we’re old and gray, I’ll probably be the one with a nightly wetting problem.”

Trying to maintain her indignation, Evadne traced lazy circles on his chest, but his words tickled her into a reluctant smile.

“What’s really got you riled up, though? You scared the daylights out of me earlier,” Thaddeus said, his voice softening as he caressed her cheek.

“I got my period,” Evadne muttered, clutching the edge of the blanket and pursing her lips.

Despite their closeness as husband and wife, and their willingness to bare their souls to each other, Evadne, the refined heiress, always strove for elegance and self–control in her life.

Even in the throes of passion, she would start each encounter with a shy reserve, barely allowing herself to make a sound.

It was Thaddeus who gradually coaxed her into letting go, allowing her to surrender completely to the pleasure, to bloom with abandon in his embrace.

So this little embarrassment was a first for her.

“It’s early, isn’t it? Isn’t it supposed to be another week or so?”

A look of concern deepened in Thaddeus‘ eyes as he gently lifted the covers.

Oh boy, it looked like a crime scene!

“Ugh. I feel weak and look at this mess. Can’t sleep now!” The irritability that often accompanied a woman’s cycle was starting to set in for Evadne as she rested her head on Thaddeus‘ shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it. We’ve got nothing on tomorrow. No need to wake up early.”

cheek. “Let’s switch rooms for tonight, and I’ll

embarrassing.” Evadne quickly shook her head, feeling utterly mortified at

them and get new

change

and shuffled off

her delicate figure retreat, Thaddeus felt a bittersweet pang

days when she first became his wife.

to say that Evadne not only cooked for the family but also washed her own clothes and dressed modestly.

the lady of the Abernathy Group, she was approachable and

putting on an act

cycle of

he couldn’t offer

was that he couldn’t see the truth: that this

his chest in self–reproach,

shower, the warm water cascaded down Evadne’s

she stepped out, clean and wrapped in a towel, her eyes widened in surprise.

are you…”

large basin and a stool and was vigorously scrubbing the bedding. His tall, strong frame looked incongruous hunched over the task, a

as if she’d discovered a new

stains out, his smile easy. “Who do you think did my laundry back in military

work so efficiently, Evadne rushed over and draped herself over his back, wrapping her

your period, be careful not to hurt your back,” Thaddeus chided, wanting to return her embrace but cautious

love you.‘ Evadne whispered her confession, unable to

at her words, and he turned to plant a tender kiss on her cheek. I love you too. So

same blanket and be different

families, what they both yearned

with her period pains intensifying, Evadne

cradling her and tirelessly rubbing her stomach, trying every trick in the book to ease

you?” he asked, pinching her side with a hint of reproach in his deep, resonant voice.

water might as well be pee, Evadne pouted

for once? Constantly drinking cold isn’t

or not, doesn’t matter. I’m not planning on having kids.

thought, yet they unwittingly pierced Thaddeus‘

I know you’re still hurting. I’ll find a

shimmering with unshed tears. “Medicine is advanced nowadays; there’s

to merge her into his being. Evadne gasped for air. “Thaddeus, you’re overthinking.

I’m your kid? With me clinging to you, pestering you, isn’t that trouble enough? Another little

more she tried to console him, the

though he had a boulder lodged in his throat,

suggested they head back to Skyrim to check on

Thaddeus placed a heated cherry stone pillow on her belly and handed her a thermos of hot

need for a restroom break. Take a sip of something warm, Ms.

Evadne was speechless.

indeed,

said, angrily gulping down the hot water and scalding her tongue, making a comically pained face.

adoring eyes, rubbing the top of her head. “It seems easy, but you know the lengths he went to, the dirty tricks he played, the bones he stepped on to get there. We’re

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